Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. -Seneca Dear Reader, I don’t know why, but a letter just feels right. This one is a little more personal, just you and me. So, ‘Tis the season for resolutions. Lose weight. Be productive. Get organized. Save...

The Inevitable I have attended far too many funerals this year. Some expected and some not. Well-intentioned euphemisms like ‘Memorial’ or ‘Celebration of Life’ are a generous attempt to ease the grief and shift the emotional tide. Yes, they do give us a chance to...

Feedback. The mere whisper of the word feedback from a colleague, friend, client or boss can make us wince in anticipatory fear, and plummet our thoughts into the abyss of failure. But what is it about this word that makes us brace for the worst? Arguably, the word...

Summers at the lake are very nostalgic for me. They are slow. They are simple. They instantly fuse my senses with my memories. Lazy mornings, sand in the bed, berry stained fingers, and the still air of a star soaked night. I grew up at the lake. Literally. It was...

I love to write, but I’ve never liked to journal. I actually cringe at the word because I’m pretty sure it stimulates my gag reflex. It reminds me of being forced to write something when I either a) didn’t feel like it or b) couldn’t possibly ink out yet another ‘My...